All language subtitles for White.Tiger.2012.RUSSIAN.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-VXT

- Look. Who is this?
- The uniform does not look German.

- Must be Romanians or Italians.
- The Huns.

- Who?
- The Huns, meaning the Hungarians.

- To each beast his own mate.
- What's he got there?

Where are the legs?

Go look over there.

Shut it down!

What's going on over there?

Comrade Captain,
they will not let go.

- What does not let go?
- The hands.

- What hands?
- The driver's.

The driver's?

- I think he is alive, Peter.
- That's right. He is alive.

Stop!

- What's up?
- Take him to the hospital.

- The dead one?
- He is alive.

- Dead or alive, what do you care?
- Load him on.

- Where do we take this one?
- Into the woods.

You did not even look at him.

- He has a pulse.
- Get him in the tent.

Put him here.

I've never seen anything like this.

90% of body burned,
but he is still alive.

He won't live for even 2 hours.

Give me the ointment!

- Hello.
- Hello.

Where is the tankman?

- How long is he with us?
- Three weeks.

90% burns, sepsis,
but he is still alive.

Take him to be rebandaged.

- Where is the burn?
- Some strange pathology.

Only three days ago there was not a
single piece of healthy skin on him.

What is your name, soldier?

First last name?

- Your unit number?
- I don't know.

- May I?
- Yes, sit down.

Ivan Ivanovich Naydenov.
Year of birth 1914.

- Russian, not a member of
Communist Party, tank driver.
- Wait a minute...

You said he had no documents
and cannot remember anything.

From an accompanying letter
from the field hospital.

It said "unknown tank driver".

And how did you find out his name?

We all just started
calling him Ivan Ivanovich.

We decided that his last name
should be Naydenov (the one found)

because the accompanying letter
stated that he was "found in a tank."

What about the year of
birth and party membership?

His teeth look about 30 years old.

Party membership
- safe guess.

There is some mistake here.

Are these really his documents?

- They are his.
- It's written here 90% burn.

That is correct. He
had burns on about 90%

- of the surface of his body.
- Is that a joke?

- Where are the burns?
- You see, we are not able

to explain this fully, but the
patient recovered completely.

Obviously this is due to some
amazing properties of his body

and no doubt this is a
miraculous phenomenon.

So, what do we do
with this phenomenon?

He possesses a rare case
of retrograde amnesia.

He remembers all his habits,
remembers... the alphabet

can write, but can
not remember who he is,

where he is from, who are his
family, and what happened to him.

I believe he is not fit
for military service.

A tank driver? Don't you know
the orders of Supreme Command?

I know. -Tank drivers
discharged from hospitals

are always to be
reenlisted in tank units.

I know, but this is a special
case. The soldier has no memory.

One doesn't need much
memory to load a tank cannon.

Hey, soldier! Come here!

- Who are you?
- Sergeant Naydenov.

Mechanic-driver
with the 2nd company.

And what are you doing here?

This tank was shot by a Panther.

It ambushed him.

- Why do you think so?
- He told me about it.

- Who told you?
- The tank.

This tank.

Did this tank tell you anything?

A Tiger burned him.

The same one that burned
my tank... The White Tiger.

Soldier, back to your
unit. At the double.

Yes, sir.

- Do you know him?
- I do.

He is a very good mechanic. Only ever
since he came back from the hospital,

something has been wrong with his memory.
- God knows who gets sent
to the front nowadays.

He should be in a mental institution,
and they send him to the front.
Give me a cigarette!

Listen, Nikolay, I have heard
about the White Tiger too.

- They say it is some sort of ghost.
- Nonsense!

Quit listening to
all sorts of nonsense!

Stop! There are legends circulating
in our army about this tank.

Continue.

At the battle of Babruysk we
were attacked by Russian tanks.

There were over 20 of them.

It seemed they will destroy
everything in their path.

Suddenly a tank appeared from the
side. A Tiger tank, painted white.

A T-6 tank.

He began to destroy
the Russian tanks.

In 10 minutes he destroyed all
Russian tanks and then disappeared.

It looked as though he
vanished into thin air.

Did you personally see it?

He himself did not see it. He was
told about this battle by a friend

who participated in it.

You cannot defeat this white devil.

Why is that?

Because he is the triumph
of the German spirit.

Sharipov, wait for me here.

He was first seen in Polesia.

All Tigers would get stuck
in swamps, and he did not.

He would destroy
entire tank battalions.

Then he appeared in the
north. Then in the south.

Every time he would appear
in our rear. He would destroy

about 15 of our tanks and self-propelled
guns and disappear into the woods.

How is this possible?

15 of our tanks can not
destroy one Nazi tank?

Allow me, Georgi Konstantinovich.

This is not a standard production
tank. I will state general opinion...

Germans have only one such tank.

If high-explosive
shells cannot penetrate

his armor is at least 250 mm.

But then he should
weigh about 100 tons.

The most powerful German tank engine

- is only 700 horsepower.
- What do you suggest?

Let's do what the Germans
did. Create one special tank

based on the T-34-85 model.
Not install the stabilizer

allowing it to shoot moving targets.

Bolster the armor and put
an amplifier on the engine.

- How long?
- A month.

In that case, two weeks.

General Smirnov, I
order you in charge of

finding and destroying
the enemy tank.

Let's call him the "White Tiger."

Take the new T-34
and assemble a crew.

- Yes, sir, Comrade Marshall.
- Who will work on this?

Deputy Chief of Army
Counterintelligence

Major Fedotov.

- Choose the very best, Major.
- Yes, sir, Comrade Marshal.

- Ivan Ivanovich Naydenov.
- Yes, sir.

How do you feel? Recently
out of the hospital?

Normal.

He heals as quickly as a dog.

He got 95% body burn, it all healed.

Got shot in the leg, didn't even
need to leave the battlefield.

He was walking on the 3rd days. You
are somehow very special, Naydenov.

- Hard to kill.
- Probably, yes.

Still cannot remember anything?

First name, last name,
where are you from?

No, I don't remember anything.

Your entire battalion was killed.

We tried to find out
your real name, but...

- Do you want to know it?
- No. Not really.

So I was a Petrov or Stepanov,
now I became a Naydenov.

I remember that I am Russian, a tank
driver. What else do I need to know?

But your family? You may
have had a mother, a father.

Maybe a wife, children.

If I had them, they should have
already received notice of my death.

The dead should not come back.

The dead should not
be with the living.

I remember how he shot at me.

The missile flew slowly
and directly at me.

I saw it. It was slowly approaching.

I wanted to move. Take the
tank to the left or back.

But I could not... I could
not move a single hand.

- You saw him?
- Yes, I saw him.

The White Tiger. He burned
every single one of us.

What is he like, Naydenov?

He is dead, Comrade Major.

What do you mean dead?
What are you talking about?

What is the tank like?
Its cannon, size, armor?

Well, the tank... is just a tank.

Maybe a little bigger
than others, but dead.

There are always people
sitting in the tanks.

They are Nazis, of
course, but still people.

We know that there
are people in there.

People may get frightened or miss

or, if they are very brave,
gamble with their lives.

But this one is dead.

He will never be afraid or miss.

He will always do everything
right, without errors.

Yeah, everything right.

There is no escape.

I was told you are the best
tank driver in the army.

I will request that you be awarded
the rank of Junior Lieutenant

and appointed commander of
the experimental tank T-34-85.

It is not a standard
production machine.

It has increased armor protection
and an extra powerful engine.

The crew consists of 3 members:
a gunner, loader and you.

The mission...

Find and destroy
the tank White Tiger.

Tank commander, Junior
Lieutenant Naydenov.

Sergeant Kryuk, the best gunner.

Starshina Berdyev, loader.
Can load a cannon in 15 seconds

and is not affected by gasses that
accumulate in the dome after shooting.

- Did you select the crew?
- Yes, sir.

- And these are the best of the best?
- The very best.

Why? -Something about
their faces... is weird.

- What is weird?
- Well...

- Just weird.
- But they sit in a tank

not dance on stage of Bolshoi Theater.
Tank commander and gunner, come here!

Do you see a barn?

- Yes, sir.
- How far away is it?

- 600 meters.
-Really? 600?

- 640.
- Okay.

Destroy the barn with
a maximum of two shots.

- Yes, sir.
- Take your places.

Yesterday he appeared
in the rear. Right here.

How he got here through
the swamp is not clear.

But it is a fact.

He appeared, burned five tanks and four
self-propelled guns, and disappeared.

If you want, you can examine
the place, where this happened.

He shot them from
those woods over there.

Just beyond that
forest is a swamp bog.

- A tank could not pass there.
- But he did. He is here.

Where? -Somewhere in the
woods here. He is hiding.

He is not there. Yesterday
we searched the entire forest.

Combed through every meter.

He is there.

- What do you suggest?
- I will ambush him.

But I will need at
least one other tank.

Preferably a T-34.

How do you know that
he is there? How?

He is there. I will
burn him, Comrade Major.

Give me another tank.

Sharipov!

Go to Kutaisov's Brigade.

You will give this to the
commander. I'll stay here.

Comrade Major...

Alexey, don't you get
a feeling that he...

- Who?
- This Naydenov.

- Is nuts!
- Enough, Sharipov!

Execute the order!

Give me some more.

At your disposal, Sergeant Slepov.

Naydenov! Here is your commander
Junior Lieutenant Naydenov.

Listen, stand over
there in that grove.

When he appears, try to distract
him with fire and movement.

- Understood.
- Execute.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Sergeant!

Keep the lids on the dome
opened. Do not close completely.

- Major is coming.
- At ease.

- Have some, Comrade Major.
- Thanks, I am not hungry.

Have some. There's enough for all.

- What about the commander?
- He seems not to eat.

- What do you mean he doesn't eat?
- He'll only chew on some bread...

Wish I could run away
from him. I really do.

Is he bewitched or something?
Shells do not hit him.

Maybe with someone like that Berdyev
and I will survive until the very end.

What do you think?

Will you have some
alcohol, Comrade Major?

We, tankmen, usually do
not drink before battle.

We should not. How many guys
burned down just because of alcohol!

But to Berdyev it is nothing.

He is a loader and a
drunkard. Right, Berdyev?

- Do you think he will come?
- He will.

He is looking for me.

Slepov!

You missed, Kryuk!

Once he destroys your
T-34, we are finished.

Listen to my command! We
are going to move back.

Then we'll come from the right side.
Shoot him just beneath the dome.

- Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.

Let's go!

Shoot, Kryuk! Shoot!

- He's not there!
- What? Shoot!

I do not see him!

- Kryuk, get out!
- Where?

Look around outside.
Assess the situation.

Yes, sir.

Commander, he is not anywhere.

Not there at all. He's gone.

No, Kryuk. He is not gone.

He is behind us.

How could he have missed?

From such a distance.
And from the back.

He could have turned us to porridge.
No one would even find our helmets.

All right. Bring the
instructions and 27-32.

Are you injured?

Where is he?

How was he able to get behind you?

- You think I got scared?
- No, Naydenov.

I do not think you got scared.

If I thought so, I
would have executed you.

It's just that he outwitted
you. Slepov died in vain.

You had reported to me that
the German "miracle tank"

was destroyed by our
experimental tank.

Yes, sir. I reported that.

In that case, why still no confirmation
of awarding the crew with military honors

for their accomplishment?

Only one person was
witness to this battle...

Deputy Chief of Army
Counterintelligence Fedotov.

He did not see the destruction
of the Tiger itself.

He saw how our tank hit it twice,

- then it disappeared.
- What does it mean, disappeared?

The battle took place at
the edge Karnilovskiy forest.

Beyond it is swampland all around.
The Tiger seems to have sunk in it.

Seems? So he may not have sunk?

After the battle, this Tiger
has not been seen anywhere.

Here are his tracks.

Here he was going backwards.

The tracks end here.

- And how is one to understand this?
- Assuming that

he passed through the swamp. It
is unclear how, but he passed.

In that case, on the other side

his tracks would
continue, but they do not.

Soldiers have searched
every inch out there.

No, Alexey. He sank.

We cannot pull him out from
swamp waters, but he is there.

Naydenov keeps saying the
contrary. That he got away.

Naydenov has gone nuts.

Listen, Alexey. This
happens, you know it.

In this war many people have lost
theirs minds. Many more will lose it yet.

Do you know he is praying to God?

- To who?
- His Tank God.

For him, there is a Tank God.

Hello!

- What wind brings you here?
- Fair wind. How are you?

- Not bad.
- Where can I find Naydenov?

See his tank.

Sergeant Kryuk.

Kryuk, if you bring a woman
into the tank one more time

I will personally kill you
on the spot. Clear? -Yes, sir.

Stop!

What is this, Berdyev?

Starshina Berdyev, I am
asking what you have in there?

It's German schnapps,
Comrade Captain.

He found it yesterday in the
basement of a neighboring village.

- Two barrels.
- Berdyev, were you not warned

that Germans purposefully
leave behind poisoned schnapps?

To inflict losses in our manpower.

Is it tasty?

Kryuk where is Naydenov?

- With the tanks.
- With what tanks?

The damaged ones. Not far from here.

This one is ours. Burned in 1941.

Naydenov!

Naydenov, get up! A senior
officer is addressing you.

Leave it, Captain!

Naydenov.

White Tiger.

- What about the White Tiger?
- He did not sink. He is there.

- Did he fly over the marshes?
- Wait, Sharipov.

- Why do you think that he did not sink?
- He left. To prepare.

- He is waiting.
- For what?

- What is he waiting for?
- When we begin the offensive.

- Did the Tank God tell you that?
- Yes.

And this God, where is he?

In the sky. In the clouds.

He has a throne. And he sits on it.

Around him are all the tanks
who were killed in battle.

What does he look like? This God?

He is in overalls, in tank helmet...

He has a T-34... Gold.

When he sits inside it there
is thunder and lightning.

You see?

- He helps you in battle?
- He does.

I can hear tanks. All tanks speak.

Only no one else
hears them, but I do.

They warn me when shells are fired,

so I can get away in time.
That's how they help me.

They want me to live.
They want me to...

burn the White Tiger.

To take revenge.

- I told you he was crazy!
- You did.

- Do you understand now?
- I understand.

This team should be disbanded.

Naydenov should be sent
to hospital for treatment.

Kryuk and Berdyev placed in other teams.
They've gotten completely out of hand.

Why are you silent?

- What do you think, Alexey?
- I don't think anything. Go!

Yes, I served at the
headquarters of Inspector General

of German armored tank groups.

How did you get captured?

I was sent to accompany
a group of experts

from the Ministry of
Weapons and Ammunition.

I was captured by your scouts.

What can you tell us
about the tank White Tiger?

All around there are
legends about this tank.

In Wehrmacht it is cause
for more fear than hope.

But, believe me,
during all my time at HQ

I have never come
across a single document

that would at least indirectly be
connected with this White Tiger.

Maybe it has been created?
And serves Hitler personally?

No, this is impossible.

I am absolutely sure that
such a tank does not exist.

Now what do you think?

What I think is not possible.

Tight formation. One
battery can burn them all.

Comrade Commander, we have
cleared all land in 10 km radius.

Not a single Nazi
before the crossing.

Cleared? You motherfucker!
Who is shooting? From where?

- Comrade Commander...
- Give order to withdraw. Fast!

Yes, sir!

What is that? Him?

Yes, Comrade Commander. It is him.

Retreat!

- Can't see a thing.
- Where are we?

At the Devil's home.
At his birthday party.

Kryuk, see the barn on the right?

- Yes, sir.
- Shoot into its wall with antitank

- aim at the dome level.
- Yes, sir.

- The demon is finished!
- This was not him.

This was a T-4.

- We have arrived.
-Yes, Berdyev.

Now we'll dance.

Done!

- His dome is damaged!
- Finish him off, Kryuk!

Our cannon exploded!

- In his office?
- Yes, sir.

Tell him.

Come in.

- Hello, Comrade Commander.
- Hello.

- Want to eat?
- No, thank you.

- What about a drink?
- A drink I will not refuse.

Sit.

He disappeared.

- As though vanished into thin air.
- But he burned.

Burned a lot. And Germans...

their crews don't sit inside
burning tanks, you know that.

- They had to abandon it.
- I think...

he has no crew.

That is the situation,
Comrade Commander.

Are you serious? Maybe
I poured you too much?

After the battle I asked Naydenov

how he was able to predict,
when the Tiger will shoot.

And do you know what he said?
That his tank had warned him.

That tanks sense when
they will be fired at

and they warn their drivers. Only
drivers usually don't hear them.

And he does hear?

Are you in your right
mind? He's hearing tanks!

And how else would you
explain his uncanny ability

to feel the presence of the Tiger?

How could he know that he will
once again reemerge from the swamp?

Waiting in ambush for our attack?

You said Naydenov hates
this Tiger with a passion

- because he had destroyed his tank?
- Yes.

Why then, if he hears
the warning of his tank,

he did not hear it back then?

Back then he did not
yet have this ability.

This ability appeared
after he burned.

What do you mean "burned"?
What are you saying?

After 90% body burns
people do not survive.

Naydenov also burned to death.
Burned and was reborn again.

As a different person.
Ideal war machine.

He is the incarnation of war.
Just like the White Tiger.

So, Alexey Nikolaevich,
you believe in mysticism?

In what I am saying
there is no more mysticism

than in Darwin's theory of
evolution of living organisms

influenced by the conditions
of their existence.

Or do you find Darwin's
theory mysticism?

I don't know about Darwin. But
I believe in God and the Devil.

In war I started to believe in it.
Although I am a Communist, just like you.

Remember, Major, my army is going

at the speed of 50 km
per day towards Berlin

and nothing will stop it!

Regarding Darwin, I will tell you
this... You are tired, exhausted.

Hence such nonsense fills your mind.

I'll give you leave for 10 days.

Go rest, come to your senses.

When you return, we will take Berlin.

Stop, please!

Stand here.

Come in.

Your seats are here.

Ask the German representatives

are they familiar with the Act of
Complete and Unconditional Surrender?

Yes.

Do the representatives of
the German Supreme Command

agree to sign the Act of Complete
and Unconditional Surrender?

Yes.

The Delegation of Germany is offered

to sign the Act of
Unconditional Surrender.

Let them come over here.

- Would you like wine?
- Yes, white.

- We have Tokaji wine.
- No, Tokaji is too sweet.

Then red.

The roast is not bad. Interesting,
where did they get all of this?

I suppose from a restaurant.
Looks like this is from Schlemmer.

Have you been there, Field Marshal?

- Where?
- Schlemmer.

In the restaurant.

No, never.

Come here.

Let's go.

What is this?

Fresh frozen strawberries
with whipped cream.

You know, for the first time in my
life, I eat fresh frozen strawberries
with whipped cream.

What?

- Did I say something funny?
- No, nothing.

Sorry, Field Marshal.
Absolutely nothing.

Naydenov!

Sorry. I did not hear you coming...

I was fixing the tank.

- I see you are in full combat gear.
- Yes, sir.

Even more than that.
I loaded 14 extra ones.

- Have a smoke.
- German?

French.

Where is the crew?

- Celebrating the victory.
-Yes, of course.

Those devils! They'll
drink themselves to death.

The war is over, Naydenov.

Do you hear me, Ivan?

The war is over. The End.

Until I burn him,

the war will not
end, Comrade Colonel.

He is gone! After the Battle
of the Vistula he is gone.

He is waiting. Waiting...

He will 20 years, 50, maybe a 100.

Then he will come out.

He must be burned.

You know that this must be done.

We know each other
too long and too well.

Too much connects us for me
to hide my thoughts from you.

The war has been
lost. I know it.

Not just lost. Europe
has been destroyed.

But can you imagine what
will happen tomorrow?

Miserable Germany. It will be
blamed for all the deadly sins.

The German people will be
to blame for everything.

Thousands of books will be written.

Thousands of ugly
documents will be found.

Hundreds of memoirs invented.

And we, Germany and I,

we will stand before the world

as the sole source of evil of all
mankind, as the personification of Hell.

And we simply found
the courage to do that

what all Europe had fantasized about.

We said, "If you are
thinking about it,

let's finally do it."

It's like a surgical operation.

First there is pain,
but then the body heals.

Have we not realized the secret dream

every European inhabitant?

Was that not the cause
of all our victories?

Everyone knew that, about which they
were afraid to tell even their wives,

we had declared clearly and openly,
as befits a powerful and united nation.

They had always disliked Jews.

They always feared that dark
and gloomy country in the east.

That centaur who is savage
and foreign for Europe, Russia.

I said, "Let's simply
solve these two problems."

Solve them once and for all.

Did we invent something new? No.

We simply brought
clarity to all the matters

for which Europe wanted
clarity and that is all.

Ever since the Earth
rotates around the sun...

While there exist heat and
cold, storms and sunlight...

so long will exist the struggle,

including struggle
between people and nations.

If people had remained in
paradise, they would have rotted.

Humanity has become what it
is, thanks to the struggle.

War is a natural, normal thing.

War is going on always and everywhere.
It has no beginning and no end.

War is life itself.

War is the starting point.

SUBTITLES WRITTEN BY:
Katia Kutyavina (Seattle, WA, USA)
e-mail: djkatish@gmail.com